With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation's wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations..
--Abraham Lincoln, 2nd Inaugural Address
Now go, attack the Amalekites and totally destroy all that belongs to them. Do not spare them; put to death men and women, children and infants, cattle and sheep, camels and donkeys.'
--1 Samuel 15:3
The Jubilee of Mercy decreed by Pope Francis limps to a close in December, but it is not exactly wrapping up the way the current successor to St. Peter hoped. In the burned out heartland of old Christendom, the Pope’s neo- pagan flock is rejecting his suicidal brand of demographic ecumenism in favor of a more muscular European identity. In Latin America, Liberation Theology—a Judaized Catholic syncretism with Marxism—is yielding to food riots, gang violence, and the rising cult of Santa Muerte. And in America, home to more Roman Catholics than any other nation on Earth, voters overwhelming rejected Francis’ last minute plea to reject “physical and social walls” that “close in some and exclude others.” 52% of American Catholics defied their bishops and voted for Donald Trump (a number that includes Hispanic Catholics). In fact, the entire Vatican II edifice of puerile modernism, liturgical dumbfuckery, and devotional malaise is teetering towards collapse. Catholics, it seems, are less interested in social justice and building “man’s habitat on Earth” alongside Luciferian globalists than in seeing to the survival of their children and the salvation of their eternal souls. Mother Teresa of Calcutta may be our newest saint, but it is Fr. Hamel of Saint-Etienne-de-Rouvray who is attracting a personal cult. His last words to his Muslim killers, uttered before the Real Presence, were “Begone, Satan!”
In the pre-Christian world, mercy was generally seen for what it is: a political stratagem that helped consolidate power by enlarging the circle of those indebted to the victors. Julius Caesar was renowned for his mercy. Darius the Great buried the memory the hated Assyrians by publicly practicing tolerance and forgiveness toward the vanquished.
It was only in Christian Europe that a veneer of doctrinal piety was added to what had always been considered a political expediency. And make no mistake, this served our people well for a long time. It fostered the formation of the enduring alliances and transnational allegiances that gave birth to a universal European, Christian identity. Mercy practiced toward redeemable ethnic cousins solidifies blood ties and tamps down counterproductive internecine strife.
But here’s the thing about mercy: it is a kind of implicit white privilege, the privilege of victors and conquerors. We know that in most of the world and throughout most of history, the victors have generally elected to satiate their desire for vengeance rather than indulge in the more spiritual pleasure of mercy. The practice of eating an enemy’s brains and testicles is still practiced by chieftain-Presidents in “modern” Africa. The Japanese rape of Nanking mirrored the Israelite treatment of the Amalekites. Certainly, the Jews showed no mercy to the conquered German national socialists at Nuremburg.
Aside from the obvious psycho-evolutionary basis for this kind of behavior, we ought to ask “why do they act in this way? Why is it that, seemingly alone among humanity, white Westerners fetishize mercy toward the defeated into what amounts to political masochism?”
Simply put, it is because other ethnic groups understand the eternal truth that mercy in the midst of battle is not mercy at all: it is betrayal. Is it mercy to allow the enemy who showed up at your gates threatening to slaughter you, rape your women, and enslave your children to enter the city? Of course not! Like every other virtue, mercy must be weighed in the balance against its costs. After the enemy is decimated, his temples thrown down, his people dispersed, then perhaps the benefits of mercy outweigh its potential risks. Perhaps. Lincoln’s vaunted rhetoric in his 2nd Inaugural Address would not have been possible were it not for the ruthlessness of General Sherman’s march to the sea. Where was Lincoln’s mercy then?
The problem with mercy in an egalitarian democracy is that it misconstrues the nature of the conflict. In such societies, politics is an eternal war. There are no final, decisive battles. An election—even an election as momentous as the one that elevated the God Emperor—does nothing more or less than create the opportunity to implement an agenda. The agenda can only be implemented through the force of will, and this necessitates the crushing of the enemy’s will since, like it or not, they are still alive.
Basic bitch conservatives have never understood this because they never really understanding anything important or eternal. They see the election itself as the battle, as if a victory at the polls has some kind of intrinsic value. To them, an electoral win simply provides an opportunity to retire to the fainting couch and recuperate while the Left is temporarily blocked from accelerating the slide into degeneracy. Part of their recuperation plan is a generous heaping of self-congratulatory, fetished mercy towards those who only days before were promising to exterminate them.
This has to end, and Christians and Catholics who want to preserve our people and our culture must re-discover their latent faculty of discernment. “There a time for all things under Heaven,” including vengeance and ruthless determination.
In the coming days, weeks and months, we will all be tempted to pre-mature displays of mercy. Last night, my wife—a reasonably based Entwife who proudly voted for Donald Trump—was reading the facebook posts of some of her GLBTQ friends. After a few minutes, she asked me: “Why are these people so afraid? Is Trump really going to hurt them? I don’t want them to suffer.”
My first reaction was to smile and dismiss this as harmless political naivete. My old cuckservative self would have done so. This time, however, I took the opportunity to remind her of what these poor, suffering GLBTQ’s were promising to do to us and our children had they won the election: destroy Christianity, force demonic gender ideology on our children, push the Overton window towards toleration of pedophilia, force Catholic hospitals to perform abortions, ever-more degenerate media content, etc. How afraid were we? How much mercy and restraint would they have shown our family?
The battle rages on, fam. The only thing that has changed is that we now hold the high ground. We must steel ourselves to be more Sherman than Lincoln. There may be time for mercy in some distant future in which we have secured the existence of our people and our way of life. Until then, we must proceed apace, with malice towards many.